Third time's a charm... I hope.

I just couldn't wait until wednesday to take the test. I had to run out and get one and take it on my lunch break Monday. Guess what! It was positive! I called the doctor's office and asked if they could get me in right away for the blood test. That's the test where they check the HCG and Progesterone levels. She called me yesterday and said that they were good levels. My HCG was 78 and my Progesterone was 43. Last time they were 9 and 1.9. She said that for my own peace of mind, I should come back for a recheck to make sure that the levels are increasing and then we would schedule my OB confirmation with the ultrasound!! But overall she felt good about the results!

I feel good, I don't have any morning sickness yet and to be honest, if I hadn't had a test I wouldn't know I was pregnant. It's weird because with the past two pregnancies, I KNEW I was pregnant. I am so grateful to have another opportunity to carry a child and I feel that God is watching over us. I have felt like he is reasurring me through his voice that all will be ok. I think he's handling me with kid gloves right now. I don't blame him. I would probably go over the deep end if something happened. Thank you, Lord for this blessing.

Take Two

Just three days ago I learned that I am pregnant again. I am so excited and want to run right out to get a journal for this baby, but I must resist the temptation. With the last baby, I purchased a journal, marked the weeks on my calender and made an appointment with the OB only to miscarry 5 days later. I am so scared that even discussing it will jinx the whole thing.
Of course, the doctors office tells me that statistically I should be fine, but that doesn't stop the worry. I know in my heart that God has plans for our family and that He is in control.

So, if all goes well, we should be expecting this little one around the end of September, first of October. That means it's going to be a long, hot summer. That's ok; it's all worth it!

Craig is excited too. I wanted to tell him in a creative way so I typed a letter from the stork and put it and the test into a padded envelope. I addressed it to him and put "special delivery" on the outside. I called him when he was on his way home and asked him to pick up the mail because I had forgotten. When he got to the house, he said to me "I don't know anyone from PA, do you? It's probably anthrax!" He didn't even recognize my handwriting! It took him a moment to figure out what was going on. It was so funny; I just wish I had video taped him.